tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83484353406518115162024-03-04T23:45:01.512-07:00Real original, huh!That's what Jim told me when we first met and I asked him his name...jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-4740795143508842802009-02-22T21:16:00.005-07:002009-02-22T22:00:54.618-07:00What we've been up to...<div align="center"> <span style="font-family:verdana;">I guess it's time for an update! The kids didn't have school Monday or Tuesday, so on Tuesday, we ventured to Colorado Springs to visit my parents. We also went to the Olympic Training Center so that Wesley could accomplish the "visit an important place in your community" portion for his Wolf badge for Cub Scouts. Here are a few pictures from that visit.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305847034609902754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvpyvH25Ni__a9BqcmZn7kcS04CLgHeppL97jYSN8KPuXetu1xvCCiRPnLVamWkaLpn5e0V_hgder-yk6WbCGI_AW8RusVESo5Wo2JEq3TIPf5tQT6KRLovBDf-aWJuPE6wTnY22XTdi4/s400/bobsled+twins.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I love Matthew's smile in this one!</span><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305847032019431778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxVUuyEk-7YVVmqi9_0kEJV_WQkWSIyR9MQItcgsv4hwDiDtLRXKBIULoLXkxgMzscT9j_1DrWCsDf485thjOnxSyzufBm0doNxki6KZiPCKS8aEJUEXxQehtu64YIm_c5gEMgQCqMPCc/s400/bobsled+4.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnR-2eDJvrQU_wJ6-6zabT7KfgvgL5WuK9LDzt6m6Xn-AppRQfFtWqJp9r4nPKOchfjPNLw7MvCxYeZ3vw5mL9jxfvpfWV2cjVZPN151dlinwzDkKbXa2IxuYXa647k2zHBv3xi5NrAU/s1600-h/OTC+rings.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305847037548253442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnR-2eDJvrQU_wJ6-6zabT7KfgvgL5WuK9LDzt6m6Xn-AppRQfFtWqJp9r4nPKOchfjPNLw7MvCxYeZ3vw5mL9jxfvpfWV2cjVZPN151dlinwzDkKbXa2IxuYXa647k2zHBv3xi5NrAU/s400/OTC+rings.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Verdana;">My brother Kendall in the middle.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I have a notebook in my purse that the twins keep getting and drawing in. Here are some of the latest.</span> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCV7iR81KjxCUfEFF6eT9N6MooeE-uUgBPHNEXgbOA9qv38hqHnGRKFKJjPhyphenhyphenijcniXjcLQObQTa4dZa_utBXFWhQcypRj42vLCaLvsTSKcOyi8fSo0jC1lf7GwDs5Y2RKsOc9nrpr80/s1600-h/drawing_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305843160977406146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCV7iR81KjxCUfEFF6eT9N6MooeE-uUgBPHNEXgbOA9qv38hqHnGRKFKJjPhyphenhyphenijcniXjcLQObQTa4dZa_utBXFWhQcypRj42vLCaLvsTSKcOyi8fSo0jC1lf7GwDs5Y2RKsOc9nrpr80/s400/drawing_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A alien dog / A dog</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgscnXbqlZiDbs-sLoQfz4wGJsa8AECP9OWpldJw6VmmsXHHYSVzYh55GyFpezBw2F3fv_T2E4y9wyrft7OEUnDq48Y7zw-w9QUl0VUliZnyLFpZhVfI3j-h-uWUjLbqfokdLb0SobW-3A/s1600-h/drawing_0001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305843158832263666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgscnXbqlZiDbs-sLoQfz4wGJsa8AECP9OWpldJw6VmmsXHHYSVzYh55GyFpezBw2F3fv_T2E4y9wyrft7OEUnDq48Y7zw-w9QUl0VUliZnyLFpZhVfI3j-h-uWUjLbqfokdLb0SobW-3A/s400/drawing_0001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">An alien cat / A regular cat</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305851122187670802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArLgNI-ztI-tru912rjpUBBBbMi_prrd0DayPKKswlNGs9p6DmBgoQCQbcD_o2tUAWvDKRdDNS7ZoxqGp2yXO_gTWvjOTvM0UR7RIIxjYwhwsDkDEtXkCLuLggLscgeWyEJzwv3BeR-I/s400/drawing_0003.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This dog has glases to.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is a cat and it has glasis.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">My nose is feeling fine and I'm surprised how little pain, bruising and blood there was. It's not quite straight, so we'll see what they do with that, but if they do fix it again, it will be in the OR. If it's not going to affect my breathing or cause sinus problems, I'll probably just leave it! Thank you for your concern and sympathy! I still can't believe they do that to people!!!</span><br /></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-75506065944437645662009-01-29T19:59:00.006-07:002009-01-29T21:43:40.884-07:00TORTURE!!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was able to go to the ENT today. When I made the appt., I asked if I needed to bring anyone with me. The nurse told me that they wouldn't do any procedures for this appt. WRONG! I'm glad it's fixed, but I definitely have a story to tell.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">You might want to stop reading if you're squeamish</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">(it's not really that bad, but I'm giving you fair warning!)</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I went to University Hospital since there were more doctors available on the insurance there. That also meant younger doctors. The doctor my appointment was made with saw me first (not young), while another doctor (young) was in the room typing all the notes on the computer. After the doctor decided it was broken and could be fixed, he went out and another young doctor came in. He talked to me about what the procedure was, had me sign the consent, and took me into the procedure (torture) room.</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The first step is numbing. If I had known exactly how this happens, I might not have had it fixed... Anyway, the young doctor soaks some gauze on a wire with string hanging off of it (I wish I could find a picture, but I did see that they are called tampons...) with cocaine - now I'm a druggy ;). Then they put it in your nose (2 each nostril) and just when you think it can't possibly go any further up (or hurt worse), oh, yes it can!!! OUCH!!!!! So those get to sit in your nose for a while to start numbing things. Meanwhile, you're crying, and the young doctor doesn't offer you anything to wipe the tears and he leaves the room.</span> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The young doctor comes back in a few minutes for the next part of the numbing procedure. This time it's a shot in each nostril. Think of the dentist... Since he's a young doctor, though, there are a few pokes before it's in the right spot, then the BURNING!!! More crying and this time some bleeding. Still no tissues or anything and alone again in the room. Eventually he comes back and sees I need something, puts one of those cute blue plastic things you sit on after having a baby on your chest (too late, blood already on the shirt...) and a gauze to wipe some of the blood.</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">After a few more minutes, it's time to numb the outside of the nose. Since my tongue was feeling numb, I figured it wouldn't be too bad. WRONG!!! One on each side again. I really was surprised how much those two still hurt after all of the other steps!!! Alone again.</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Now it's time to move the nose back into place. The other young doctor comes in and offers his hand to squeeze. I said I'd just keep grabbing the bed. At this point I ask, "How many of these have you done." "I'm not really sure." Quiet. Other young doctor says, "It's definitely not the first time for any of us." FABULOUS! So, blunt instrument up the left nostril, a small pop, some pushing, etc. None of this really hurts, thank goodness, except for the apparent poke in the nose that still hasn't quite stopped bleeding... Not young doctor comes in to look, it needs a little more, still doesn't really hurt and done with that part. A little cleaning of the nose, placement of the tape, placement of the guard, cleaning of the blood between my nose and mouth (most of it, at least) and I'm done. Gee, that was easy.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I am glad to have it fixed, but I do wish that someone was with me to at least help me wipe my tears! It's probably good that Jim is out of town and didn't have to witness the blood, though!</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296941288629414434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLj5Ao2oISwWqSFsrxN6KJme0TERv4W9T04bmIjb-JaFtip0XtuzH4YOBZZQB7KrYv9gFKVjc9wHb_9ZZyWV_k-ODPBLh23OR3HTZsUnoFdiFD6sXkjXF6JLo0YOWcnUg7L62lC8kD_O4/s320/Nose.jpg" border="0" /></span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-40044914097114284632009-01-27T16:51:00.006-07:002009-01-27T17:58:37.469-07:00Update time.<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I continue to be a bad blogger, but here is what we've been up to...</span></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiScvF6jxj_e5llsqFNdeDnqw88UJijDr7IeunU9e4jUPPBY536F-CBpLFw-p9zog-La4XtKPc6yYxAMhWrgdmHCOdR3K4JCaGO6KIxn0_ujpKOaiHTdWTfWjZda49jFHKh_ZVRVLjo0Hw/s1600-h/1.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127659919421218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiScvF6jxj_e5llsqFNdeDnqw88UJijDr7IeunU9e4jUPPBY536F-CBpLFw-p9zog-La4XtKPc6yYxAMhWrgdmHCOdR3K4JCaGO6KIxn0_ujpKOaiHTdWTfWjZda49jFHKh_ZVRVLjo0Hw/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jim had another birthday and got the ever exciting slippers, cargo pants, coat, laptop part, screwdriver set and pj pants. Don't be jealous! :)</span></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8khEf3hDRn0Mh5FXwhDoaRfkNBb1iH4xpFu9eJ5QVH5ZJBt7L-pnbOMKu52rs-djwjMsoK0mnQ7L8kaMeSNLVHe-cJB0eMQ2Tj88XhSKwDAMaDBvecqZWou1gt3LRAgiHx22Nb5t5Ic8/s1600-h/2.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127658123226530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8khEf3hDRn0Mh5FXwhDoaRfkNBb1iH4xpFu9eJ5QVH5ZJBt7L-pnbOMKu52rs-djwjMsoK0mnQ7L8kaMeSNLVHe-cJB0eMQ2Tj88XhSKwDAMaDBvecqZWou1gt3LRAgiHx22Nb5t5Ic8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Matthew decided he needed a mohawk to go watch </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jim play his intramural basketball game.</span></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJTe0zg2jqPh6V4Uy-cxaH5vJX1Meqfi99nWaTB0IRkJmUXwzJmLwzedG2tQnts-DeXN-aTc4Bd04mkC1ycxhqvuBGQkeL5cAEWOmPj42ksrLn-2ZnrHYA5ymnXl-184HxIRo1RZ0qHBo/s1600-h/3.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127668217299810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJTe0zg2jqPh6V4Uy-cxaH5vJX1Meqfi99nWaTB0IRkJmUXwzJmLwzedG2tQnts-DeXN-aTc4Bd04mkC1ycxhqvuBGQkeL5cAEWOmPj42ksrLn-2ZnrHYA5ymnXl-184HxIRo1RZ0qHBo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Shaquille O'Neal came to the base gym to talk to the military kids.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">You can kind of see his head above everyone else in the middle.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0_OzFZkEbRqSH9s8ID4HCxxnkio72xo657V88iozMMkW9-djD3qymZHrmi1tIziKXvDbDawczl_VMd4fkGuHz7OWJt5C2HVfeUAbSlFXWCb2qQ-m3x8dZRWjZpbHcrv7c2feWr__p6c/s1600-h/4.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127670881716098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0_OzFZkEbRqSH9s8ID4HCxxnkio72xo657V88iozMMkW9-djD3qymZHrmi1tIziKXvDbDawczl_VMd4fkGuHz7OWJt5C2HVfeUAbSlFXWCb2qQ-m3x8dZRWjZpbHcrv7c2feWr__p6c/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /></span></a></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here he is trying to leave.</span></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhabDDuqymiCg1tmTNFcTd41LsnEmv_m-YmQ_IxIrEIRt6QsDGNZdXm8Fifjt7e0SOiWE5TUMcfw5IqfPgW0U5hmWzohTQiGcvbsxjr527hFmGjqCCP8Dtqi32quT3-ZKb-TuDeX7nYB7A/s1600-h/5.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127681280405954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhabDDuqymiCg1tmTNFcTd41LsnEmv_m-YmQ_IxIrEIRt6QsDGNZdXm8Fifjt7e0SOiWE5TUMcfw5IqfPgW0U5hmWzohTQiGcvbsxjr527hFmGjqCCP8Dtqi32quT3-ZKb-TuDeX7nYB7A/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is the closest picture we got.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">(See, it really was him!)</span></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidqZOreMqeJ6ktd7FHLYi_ldSPKGKAxHeu5Qol7x0XvdYRQDM1QeEE-yrRbk_M7QlNtaIWPm3QJGhs9Q2fI2D9SEcotEFlcT7kA8Xgt71A5b91TYTrM0ENqaJK3cwRLvFL5EoKxmvk7Cc/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127944290947842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidqZOreMqeJ6ktd7FHLYi_ldSPKGKAxHeu5Qol7x0XvdYRQDM1QeEE-yrRbk_M7QlNtaIWPm3QJGhs9Q2fI2D9SEcotEFlcT7kA8Xgt71A5b91TYTrM0ENqaJK3cwRLvFL5EoKxmvk7Cc/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is a tag from a skirt I recently bought.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Megan saw it when I had it on but hadn't taken the tag off yet. She read it and started laughing.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm happy to say that the skirt really did seem to work.</span> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">After church on Sunday, Wesley accidentally broke my nose at church. I was coming down the hallway and someone had tossed him something. He was going backward to catch it and jumped for it. His head crashed right into my nose. It was one of those things I could see coming, but couldn't get out of the way. I heard crunching and it is shifted to the right a little. I've been to the ER and my Primary Care doctor. I'm waiting for my referral to go through so that I can see a specialist. Hopefully it can be fixed soon and heal from that point instead of where it currently is. It might not be easy to see in the pictures. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt that bad and it hasn't really even bruised. Still...</span></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1C_aVLy2UWBSNPfPsMFZMli2cXRUZ9Dekc9pFPehbHzX9pONbtV5his0JuxFeIamhmBShutQWUoe0SiZs6KDgozepJMyHtdcj_Bl_K7QHleGzfcSFl62N9yfdkli58aLWpD_2Qtv0UA/s1600-h/SNC00003+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127951325029842" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1C_aVLy2UWBSNPfPsMFZMli2cXRUZ9Dekc9pFPehbHzX9pONbtV5his0JuxFeIamhmBShutQWUoe0SiZs6KDgozepJMyHtdcj_Bl_K7QHleGzfcSFl62N9yfdkli58aLWpD_2Qtv0UA/s320/SNC00003+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvaf4RA1yiCllV-E-Uqb7UsNdGwmPGgfi4wktfuj30_YBl1NSplt4y5GBG2fMxlFLMCjHgLTCmOrdaBbiKziBKNRNlQrH3Pvb8YosJMCqT_HTJp3dajyHITddjW0MPyKWcoN4jDGXbQzE/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127950200138194" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvaf4RA1yiCllV-E-Uqb7UsNdGwmPGgfi4wktfuj30_YBl1NSplt4y5GBG2fMxlFLMCjHgLTCmOrdaBbiKziBKNRNlQrH3Pvb8YosJMCqT_HTJp3dajyHITddjW0MPyKWcoN4jDGXbQzE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">(I hope I never need to take a mug shot...)</span> </div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-62542950265537819532009-01-05T14:05:00.006-07:002009-01-05T14:48:19.273-07:00A few photos...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOs_j1eIyUNlF-w3q2N3z_nqECMfXIdcfPLwgif5v5ZEKWd7ygkcz1B8TqTnRYLGyzyFS7Nj3RXPOXzKv0k3otGZkszMpWhCKIdh_DepUWTGxF8aJhyphenhyphenIqI0Ir3EX_Y7w-vykDxNAu8_Q/s1600-h/Card.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287919206461399986" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMOs_j1eIyUNlF-w3q2N3z_nqECMfXIdcfPLwgif5v5ZEKWd7ygkcz1B8TqTnRYLGyzyFS7Nj3RXPOXzKv0k3otGZkszMpWhCKIdh_DepUWTGxF8aJhyphenhyphenIqI0Ir3EX_Y7w-vykDxNAu8_Q/s320/Card.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our Christmas card picture.<br /><br /><br /><br />(If you would like to see our letter,<br /><br />leave a comment and I'll e-mail it to you.<br /><br />Sorry we can't mail one to ALL the people<br /><br />that we would like to!!! I'm thankful for<br /><br />technology helping to keep in touch!)<br /><br /><br /><br />The kids made gingerbread<br /><br />(okay - graham cracker and canned frosting)<br /><br />houses for FHE one night.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60x9aoH299tnKxG-8KlBDBWF3e6BnjaVhhbUH2S2FzrV7g4QRDAQg5sOHrdp2wowccNcymynLxEjacInOlfeQgQnlRZjfQBbkl7kqEDapi0QQPsDvPz4X43LXzJX-Y9o-OuOGefKuDo0/s1600-h/004+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921135273573730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60x9aoH299tnKxG-8KlBDBWF3e6BnjaVhhbUH2S2FzrV7g4QRDAQg5sOHrdp2wowccNcymynLxEjacInOlfeQgQnlRZjfQBbkl7kqEDapi0QQPsDvPz4X43LXzJX-Y9o-OuOGefKuDo0/s320/004+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Matthew's<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-58coC_ba645dNTKcQebSHlm2yh4BQAMw2AEY07YkgoA-YDO1olVd8uKG2OONPoA7NQrEVNl63D0VAG2ltEM6aG5TwKlPuq2mNsSR6BDoOtFgrBka3tB1cq3k8n-iJus6nuQ_oaqKCWk/s1600-h/009+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921130747040802" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-58coC_ba645dNTKcQebSHlm2yh4BQAMw2AEY07YkgoA-YDO1olVd8uKG2OONPoA7NQrEVNl63D0VAG2ltEM6aG5TwKlPuq2mNsSR6BDoOtFgrBka3tB1cq3k8n-iJus6nuQ_oaqKCWk/s320/009+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Megan's<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcz9ZG4-E-24ErbHDjrllrgKyAtnFQo1tWw0luhVPnuWu7eXSLR1O9DLY1zPDCzRaVxXqh9-lkAhymhAl1TtRiPdSJD5DYE4hoEuU-1FwOxk-KQtlR9gsQpfmoEce5-3qweRxfe-NY_Zw/s1600-h/005+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921121350435570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcz9ZG4-E-24ErbHDjrllrgKyAtnFQo1tWw0luhVPnuWu7eXSLR1O9DLY1zPDCzRaVxXqh9-lkAhymhAl1TtRiPdSJD5DYE4hoEuU-1FwOxk-KQtlR9gsQpfmoEce5-3qweRxfe-NY_Zw/s320/005+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Wesley's (after a cave-in)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-MvtLfiArWu3Q272ynn04ainTUlVru44dTc-Pr9AF6x9wAVC0VNthYO4iNRjrhZZAAgWAtpAIGo6SYmUZPqrI8W1klGlDZpXOOpvN9tsGnDqMWmrLxEthCh6NtqpAmfsQNnygqC_Wb_I/s1600-h/006+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921103326651618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-MvtLfiArWu3Q272ynn04ainTUlVru44dTc-Pr9AF6x9wAVC0VNthYO4iNRjrhZZAAgWAtpAIGo6SYmUZPqrI8W1klGlDZpXOOpvN9tsGnDqMWmrLxEthCh6NtqpAmfsQNnygqC_Wb_I/s320/006+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />James' truck<br /><br />Our friends, the Lawsons, were visiting family and came by our house, too.<br /><br />I love when we get to see them!!!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAuDuP2tf1ZYcJlGTaEa926cAhq__e36Z59wKdyiUxf6fF9V1mBiz1by1BmXNzfurnAVrYS-C5LIJn_xSq4zTo4XbnQPpN9YsS4YYuxncESG1iUVFFjBFSi826F5mn8tmmFolkHScOYc/s1600-h/002+(3).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287921595651811298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAuDuP2tf1ZYcJlGTaEa926cAhq__e36Z59wKdyiUxf6fF9V1mBiz1by1BmXNzfurnAVrYS-C5LIJn_xSq4zTo4XbnQPpN9YsS4YYuxncESG1iUVFFjBFSi826F5mn8tmmFolkHScOYc/s320/002+(3).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />(The 2 on the right side are twins, too.)jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-70875033496304658982008-12-24T21:26:00.002-07:002008-12-24T21:32:56.426-07:00Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDdbBg-OvlvvoSrUifZg0NiZitfTfw3odWkGjWnisxCHXHd6ki8l74y13Sz0m1YGCsH0En1XL3piBMipheCoxjoK7BSLjhpxR81n5g2FoX7cbaPEt1FgTmyVSHkU5R7kv9men77HQOBXM/s1600-h/Megan+santa.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283580358705057570" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDdbBg-OvlvvoSrUifZg0NiZitfTfw3odWkGjWnisxCHXHd6ki8l74y13Sz0m1YGCsH0En1XL3piBMipheCoxjoK7BSLjhpxR81n5g2FoX7cbaPEt1FgTmyVSHkU5R7kv9men77HQOBXM/s320/Megan+santa.bmp" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinH5oFDtZtk4C0zv_t2VCb_SiBnKSRSfFAwgJnfnM2eccVkVCZ5AouaSzpPhWKUrCPXlQb28S7lvONWBSaOTcWVWiiO_jt4-C4L-4qTmDvzFaNCZDztI66WyCtX1cAneDU3Dd42r0bCCc/s1600-h/Matthew+santa.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283580356260611426" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinH5oFDtZtk4C0zv_t2VCb_SiBnKSRSfFAwgJnfnM2eccVkVCZ5AouaSzpPhWKUrCPXlQb28S7lvONWBSaOTcWVWiiO_jt4-C4L-4qTmDvzFaNCZDztI66WyCtX1cAneDU3Dd42r0bCCc/s320/Matthew+santa.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">(Pictures from 2004)</span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2BubU0Ev-vbGnaEKNoICRHBrYOtEprjsNZV5ccXUAf-niHDH03-BkdcnEELotTpctqpTqwKJRHMG8PGwvwGH7DpmycGeRuyQkEypgdB5LROAHFBzFVn4rj8qnq80cDtDtuk-lluZfhM/s1600-h/James+santa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283580355515257986" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2BubU0Ev-vbGnaEKNoICRHBrYOtEprjsNZV5ccXUAf-niHDH03-BkdcnEELotTpctqpTqwKJRHMG8PGwvwGH7DpmycGeRuyQkEypgdB5LROAHFBzFVn4rj8qnq80cDtDtuk-lluZfhM/s320/James+santa.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8jaXUNQ-non1hijDeDjm_K50z6BxFXJ9wZzkhW9E9G6du4PM6k6fCkV0Dntnl6cbg2uneTeZ-gXB7KeC-QXRn84LeFaWA5QoYdaM9gH7z0riXJSYXcYL1nAS9cSA9b9658tkoH4p_xE/s1600-h/Wesley+santa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283580359982360786" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8jaXUNQ-non1hijDeDjm_K50z6BxFXJ9wZzkhW9E9G6du4PM6k6fCkV0Dntnl6cbg2uneTeZ-gXB7KeC-QXRn84LeFaWA5QoYdaM9gH7z0riXJSYXcYL1nAS9cSA9b9658tkoH4p_xE/s320/Wesley+santa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-15368243161493887382008-12-09T22:40:00.003-07:002008-12-09T22:47:08.537-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">This link is for my friend Brooke. She entered a recipe contest and needs viewers. You should definitely give it a look! It looks like a very yummy recipe.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAObVcxbnYI&watch_response"><span style="font-family:verdana;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAObVcxbnYI&watch_response</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Also, here is her blog for more yummy recipes: </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><a href="http://conversationswithacupcake.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;">http://conversationswithacupcake.blogspot.com/</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Just be sure to tell her I sent you! ;)</span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-58474575523216340352008-12-02T14:23:00.014-07:002008-12-06T17:09:57.544-07:00A little catch-up<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">My last post was a little lame - sorry! Here - I'll make up for it with pictures (because I'm lame and haven't already posted these)...</span><br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275308809001787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOnhe6I3sEpWLp8a5CpYzU1kaJ6bU4HSE0uTFabRcRB7r9-dKWXYEbhbVVzORJJGenedQBXAptIb8_roHrZlUHj5gtv3FsrkDosxznn2NuZ1LDjLXY5UCkzGewhf4hi8i7EaGPDQ3YRM/s400/trunk-or-treat.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here's the kids' halloween costumes - </span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Spiderman, Astronaut, Ninja and Whoopie Cushion -</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">complete with sound effects</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">(courtesy of a fart machine</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">not the kid himself...)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">During Fall Break, we went to the Cheyenne Mtn. Zoo and the kids fed the giraffes - what a tongue!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSS2Td76qeO5niDk8QSlOGRHhpRqUR9kMo5QtCYhAsmUXxTqHNsKiJCNyTEBLuX0C14C-nXrPshgsU47yoVy2RQeX9k1oPPlUyZcpRHCBS5NYxR_qx09dVXSgVweFawqpsg99k-94rP_k/s1600-h/giraffe+Wesley.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275311445207970754" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSS2Td76qeO5niDk8QSlOGRHhpRqUR9kMo5QtCYhAsmUXxTqHNsKiJCNyTEBLuX0C14C-nXrPshgsU47yoVy2RQeX9k1oPPlUyZcpRHCBS5NYxR_qx09dVXSgVweFawqpsg99k-94rP_k/s320/giraffe+Wesley.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkW8bJi5Vv25__2wHLm8IeZQHWFHEXvbR9LLlvXe6MNZ0RaizHxGKQBhlw2TJh1MoNn8CtAi5gGOmki8MfCNJQqIVCErz6HWSR4pym9Q13h0pFcMd0UhWrBVIpxW3paX9KtWp9S2jaX0/s1600-h/giraffe+Megan.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275311443883781330" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkW8bJi5Vv25__2wHLm8IeZQHWFHEXvbR9LLlvXe6MNZ0RaizHxGKQBhlw2TJh1MoNn8CtAi5gGOmki8MfCNJQqIVCErz6HWSR4pym9Q13h0pFcMd0UhWrBVIpxW3paX9KtWp9S2jaX0/s320/giraffe+Megan.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhSE8tXQ8CkEFwVhpRQ7XCFM_10iaIiyFm6gd6Npx88yOhj0iM44bfGUD0iGfszHn1vXpU_rWYoW4dSxt9HV3H3yiPP1jxkpNg4WVwuq3XYElnBUD9YOWEse5-1V_yLcJkWhaxO1B0rn8/s1600-h/giraffe+Matthew.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275311436155021954" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhSE8tXQ8CkEFwVhpRQ7XCFM_10iaIiyFm6gd6Npx88yOhj0iM44bfGUD0iGfszHn1vXpU_rWYoW4dSxt9HV3H3yiPP1jxkpNg4WVwuq3XYElnBUD9YOWEse5-1V_yLcJkWhaxO1B0rn8/s320/giraffe+Matthew.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SlUZBxJn91Gq8PKo3yfWIyoykn7tQf8wxEnozoB_FSCDO9LuMKA7sS93Xld7n8VbtGZg63sHo2CIHwRr97ZVhpHAqO65a3_7J6DiDppRD5iUko_zzWP7e3_ow5ssFwWrnCHaD-9iR-A/s1600-h/giraffe+James.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276832314089782386" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SlUZBxJn91Gq8PKo3yfWIyoykn7tQf8wxEnozoB_FSCDO9LuMKA7sS93Xld7n8VbtGZg63sHo2CIHwRr97ZVhpHAqO65a3_7J6DiDppRD5iUko_zzWP7e3_ow5ssFwWrnCHaD-9iR-A/s320/giraffe+James.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">and fed the parakeets.<br /></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAav5rEWBvBcLUf1qSmAOqm0D4kqaILooIUUaSCjSyxM6fZL4RQly0D61QYPJaUOF0doPybGRw_Jj6ZEGPvPOPhvH_7Pv5PtzqTOU7X4etQ_MFK-TBeWUXYxNRZv3wnYhIFdKlGTw7Ewc/s1600-h/parakeet+Matthew.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830692737136946" style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAav5rEWBvBcLUf1qSmAOqm0D4kqaILooIUUaSCjSyxM6fZL4RQly0D61QYPJaUOF0doPybGRw_Jj6ZEGPvPOPhvH_7Pv5PtzqTOU7X4etQ_MFK-TBeWUXYxNRZv3wnYhIFdKlGTw7Ewc/s320/parakeet+Matthew.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWYXOd0-M7cqAJI9oszaKzdDn-A-flLROIp83zuYZj6wcfawYgCmOV0tKtriWjDAp5afOfU1pOF_AKlj1IXvLQka8m8kH11tjZCGWT6B7jagpYYiBWpNtqc5IIbhpLQQgcx0LVu4mewM4/s1600-h/parakeet+Wesley.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830705070370018" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWYXOd0-M7cqAJI9oszaKzdDn-A-flLROIp83zuYZj6wcfawYgCmOV0tKtriWjDAp5afOfU1pOF_AKlj1IXvLQka8m8kH11tjZCGWT6B7jagpYYiBWpNtqc5IIbhpLQQgcx0LVu4mewM4/s320/parakeet+Wesley.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The first pictures of these next 2 sets are from 2002 with some friends.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The kids, and the tress, have definitely grown!</span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tOnDue1Qw5YVVo1q2bOpP8RCrclj1QuQ-ZGlMhX0T-y3mn7hk0RqHG5DUy1rrBuPy2nwmxH9QpOOnzdF_4wlF1fWRaswOQGta55inX8piQ3IwmkTSuBAQBKmHhw3PFiwpN0r2BJizQg/s1600-h/2002+zebra+statue.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830715791818546" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tOnDue1Qw5YVVo1q2bOpP8RCrclj1QuQ-ZGlMhX0T-y3mn7hk0RqHG5DUy1rrBuPy2nwmxH9QpOOnzdF_4wlF1fWRaswOQGta55inX8piQ3IwmkTSuBAQBKmHhw3PFiwpN0r2BJizQg/s320/2002+zebra+statue.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukhV-B0OJJ50eZ0TJQ8980wlWyHFIKSfD98zLR7hG1N6CjIrX0w379Kn8NgySFnGe4yLAdVxmB1kfwRAuu0hAT4giImW4H1a5P6pFatj0XSRfFGHqgrfLr27UU7hRX_Ujf_6XJIrH-Uw/s1600-h/2008+zebra+statue.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830968022203298" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukhV-B0OJJ50eZ0TJQ8980wlWyHFIKSfD98zLR7hG1N6CjIrX0w379Kn8NgySFnGe4yLAdVxmB1kfwRAuu0hAT4giImW4H1a5P6pFatj0XSRfFGHqgrfLr27UU7hRX_Ujf_6XJIrH-Uw/s320/2008+zebra+statue.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUhaFVACnVO2BBNTrQCYJekPEAV-Bozaa-g0fYbdsJvSHYQ2BXO_WOQGAEZacioiufOl10Pqw0LKaPAsug_nr3IyvoqocQrQDyt99BohGfIv6HKTOVm1kgEEZGd2v3sbDdRuldNcEc78/s1600-h/2002+big+chair.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830706845173122" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUhaFVACnVO2BBNTrQCYJekPEAV-Bozaa-g0fYbdsJvSHYQ2BXO_WOQGAEZacioiufOl10Pqw0LKaPAsug_nr3IyvoqocQrQDyt99BohGfIv6HKTOVm1kgEEZGd2v3sbDdRuldNcEc78/s320/2002+big+chair.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClA6OPVBOShGpD46CgoTD_9eV5Ijv-4HpZAc9eZBBZz2yhmDqlTAv43WR476xG0WPpj7GbRn752Cejbz57XSZlnitVysFy89objh_zTS8IXjT7fE_D-TkL5Kn9xU4u5JFqfpXsXHeRug/s1600-h/2008+big+chair.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276830712299902290" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClA6OPVBOShGpD46CgoTD_9eV5Ijv-4HpZAc9eZBBZz2yhmDqlTAv43WR476xG0WPpj7GbRn752Cejbz57XSZlnitVysFy89objh_zTS8IXjT7fE_D-TkL5Kn9xU4u5JFqfpXsXHeRug/s320/2008+big+chair.JPG" border="0" /></a>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-85332347506844414982008-11-27T20:31:00.002-07:002008-11-27T20:34:21.659-07:00It's Thanksgiving and I'm thankful!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm thankful for so many things. I don't even know where to begin.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">And I wouldn't know when to stop. So, I'll just leave it at that.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">(Besides, I'm too full and tired!!!)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Happy Thanksgiving!</span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-66107069491671208202008-11-03T15:06:00.003-07:002008-11-03T15:09:16.826-07:00OOPS!!!!!!<span style="font-family:verdana;">What's this? A post within a week of the last one? WOW!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Anyway, this morning, I needed to call Qwest and dialed one number incorrectly. This is what I got - "This is the nation's master directory of every type of phone sex known to man..." CLICK!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">At first I thought their line had been hacked and tried again. Then I finally saw my mistake. OOPS!</span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-45115741040298557782008-10-29T16:17:00.003-06:002008-10-29T23:08:44.968-06:00A couple funnies<span style="font-family:verdana;">Since I'm a bad blogger, I'll just do another one now and then we'll see when I post again...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Here's a few funny stories from the past few weeks. There was a school fundraiser night at Skate City and there are arcade games there. They boys have played roller hockey there and the twins were excited that "the games would be on" since they aren't during hockey. What they didn't know was that you needed money for them, apparently, so they were sad about that. Well, a boy in Matthew's class had some money and put it in the "claw" machine to get them a stuffed animal. He actually got 2 in one try! Then Megan somehow had a quarter and got another one. All this was after Jim was telling them not to waste their money in it - you never get a toy...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Then we went to Sonic and ordered 4 ice cream cones. There were some upset comments about that being all they were getting and how Matthew wanted "an M&M thing." We get to the window and they tell us that their ice cream machine is only making really soft ice cream and asked if we wanted a Blast or something for the same price. They were really apologetic, the kids were excited. Jim said, "Why can't I teach my kids ANYTHING tonight?!?!?" Fun times!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The kids are now on fall break and on the last day of school before then, the boys were not even home 10 minutes and James said, "I'm bored. I need some hard math problems." I found some for him, he didn't finish them, and he hasn't requested any more, but STILL!!!!!</span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-33593955365436049852008-10-29T15:47:00.007-06:002008-10-29T16:17:27.105-06:00Right now<span style="font-family:verdana;">This is another tag that I have been slow to do. Thanks, <a href="http://heidi-bees-knees.blogspot.com/2008/10/right-now.html">Heidi</a>, for the "shout-out."</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Right now Kristy loves...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-chocolate (that's a constant, though)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-having some fun time with her kids on fall break (zoo, bowling, Krispy Kreme) and the BEAUTIFUL weather</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-Red Pandas - there are new twin ones at the zoo, but I'm not sure if they were the ones we saw yesterday; either way, they're CUTE!</span></div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5AFap3Pkm0JtSr4L1GcjRA2HCbUk72YY9tep6Mt1MiC2WpRdF7TV9qhM-5Ixv8WweFjNYzhvOG_NtyOUwAl0s6kg8WKvKk7X379W4e4OYy_i4KErTjPepbdKSiZbS2JmMWDaBo0SNCo/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262700310802518082" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5AFap3Pkm0JtSr4L1GcjRA2HCbUk72YY9tep6Mt1MiC2WpRdF7TV9qhM-5Ixv8WweFjNYzhvOG_NtyOUwAl0s6kg8WKvKk7X379W4e4OYy_i4KErTjPepbdKSiZbS2JmMWDaBo0SNCo/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUalfRqPhIXMKFKT6o2ksb6HlkxqeU9NXymAAU2VDf0DNkpFQmbJgNI1PuF_gRapS3LzpH3IEJdsGRYetUDaFD4ZmEVVgCU_n94TaynA9LDY2DXCsqI3DfQ2PAOKtHp6TKBz53rnYTnaA/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262700318647459874" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUalfRqPhIXMKFKT6o2ksb6HlkxqeU9NXymAAU2VDf0DNkpFQmbJgNI1PuF_gRapS3LzpH3IEJdsGRYetUDaFD4ZmEVVgCU_n94TaynA9LDY2DXCsqI3DfQ2PAOKtHp6TKBz53rnYTnaA/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUalfRqPhIXMKFKT6o2ksb6HlkxqeU9NXymAAU2VDf0DNkpFQmbJgNI1PuF_gRapS3LzpH3IEJdsGRYetUDaFD4ZmEVVgCU_n94TaynA9LDY2DXCsqI3DfQ2PAOKtHp6TKBz53rnYTnaA/s1600-h/034.JPG"></a></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicWTwjvYXTNi52blsCTKdX5caaI0pgZFsq-dcQtdo-8FdhbfR_1mOxQZRYNeD1XzPT09b3q5YCU1YyJYM7_mV9eYBBWRHTVVNr9aMv6U1EwqfGVp8Kc-vWT0BgMwIDq4kABQnGSZW1Q8/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262700329286391330" style="WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicWTwjvYXTNi52blsCTKdX5caaI0pgZFsq-dcQtdo-8FdhbfR_1mOxQZRYNeD1XzPT09b3q5YCU1YyJYM7_mV9eYBBWRHTVVNr9aMv6U1EwqfGVp8Kc-vWT0BgMwIDq4kABQnGSZW1Q8/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Right now Kristy does NOT love...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-the stress of the Primary Program, but it will be okay!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-her kids fighting</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-having to make dinner (another constant!)</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Right now Kristy's kids love...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-Halloween candy</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-doing fun things with mom</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-Red Pandas</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Right now Kristy's kids do NOT love...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-having to share</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-going to bed</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">-mom's cooking (apparently...)</span></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I won't even presume to do one for Jim...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-16542243609374016772008-10-29T14:50:00.009-06:002008-10-29T15:47:29.781-06:00Tag, I'm it (and have been for a while...)<div align="center"> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Here are the rules: Link the person who tagged you (my wonderful friend </span><a href="http://theoriginalcin.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Cindi</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - with an "I", two actually...) Tell about 6 quirks of yours. Tag 6 fellow bloggers to do the same. Leave a comment to let them know.</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here we go:</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">1. I'm not good at tags! I will be doing another one right after this one, though...</span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">(These next 2 are from Cindi!)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">2. I like to figure things out - at least with the internet's help. </span></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">3. I have a memory that doesn't quit. (That's definitely a thing of the past, unfortunately... I used to be really good with names and stuff, but I believe that each kid has taken a few thousand brain cells into their bodies! I was really thrown for a loop with the twins!) I think my memory is leaking these days!!!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">4. I am a clearance junkie! I love to see this at Target.</span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262693948050014466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pU801Zrz5Vc/SQjYQ0cegQI/AAAAAAAAALE/WLZsyzJGfyk/s200/clearance+sticker.JPG" border="0" /> <p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">(Yes, that's a Mr. Goodbar, and no, it wasn't expired to be on clearance.)</span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It's even better when there is more than one sticker...that means it's been marked down even more. It's also even better when the number in the right corner is a 75 or 90!!!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">5. Along the clearance lines, the Isaac Mizrahi items at Target kind of annoy me because they have a similar logo to the clearance stickers with a small red area. Not that they're bad items, just that they distract me with the clearance "look." </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">6. I will call companies with complaints. I have received coupons for free diapers, replacement products, etc.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I'm going to save the rest of you from tag guilt, but if you would like to do this tag, I would love to see your answers.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </p>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-37862861686396589112008-09-11T13:24:00.002-06:002008-09-11T13:48:16.528-06:009-11-08<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">7 years ago today was such a shocking day! I remember my mom calling me at about 7:30 in the morning and telling me to turn on the T.V. (I'm pretty sure she woke me up since I could still sleep in then...). I was glued to the television for the day and much of the next one. It was all so surreal! I remember calling a friend and saying, "They just got the Pentagon!" Wow!!! Jim was in Salt Lake City for a conference. That day's events ended up being cancelled. He thought it might be a good idea to show his co-workers some of the church sites, like the Family History Center, etc. All of those places closed early, too. Needless to say, he wasn't going to fly home the next day. They ended up driving back on Thursday in their rental car. I was certainly glad to have him back home! A friend of mine had her second child that day - a little boy. I can't even imagine that swing of emotions! It's still hard to believe that it all happened, but I'm thankful that a similar attack has not happened here since then.</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">On a happier note, today is my parent's 40th Wedding Anniversary. Here's a photo of them on their wedding day.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJusVdZPUKOlb3SwnUcoJ9wFdwS_tYm46v2iO-PB5wiaYNtrgmwM4csr4GSWulH0qdwTPb_iiE7x7LIVZmKr1Dm5J7EFohPv7I9u4TTX6z8DgUKPRHPJOMtgVrtlMXzC01tVeLgAq5cE/s1600-h/The+Couple.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244847644295449186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJusVdZPUKOlb3SwnUcoJ9wFdwS_tYm46v2iO-PB5wiaYNtrgmwM4csr4GSWulH0qdwTPb_iiE7x7LIVZmKr1Dm5J7EFohPv7I9u4TTX6z8DgUKPRHPJOMtgVrtlMXzC01tVeLgAq5cE/s400/The+Couple.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here's a photo of their kids, kids' spouses and grandchildren. This was taken last December. Two of my brothers and their wives are currently expecting as well (the ones with the babies in the picture).</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pCAoGxU0Q3S06HjZW_GxfNjQH98tvtFNpzU3MqVfiCUbiJ7l4lZTOTGT47KN-AxZ526iL3vQf_RKyP0V-ybpV8I3_2Uk9LdWsuNUUxemwz8l5KQXtRati8sJtfQYCj8xT5LCMLNbXSY/s1600-h/Cromar+Extended+Family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244847483133543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pCAoGxU0Q3S06HjZW_GxfNjQH98tvtFNpzU3MqVfiCUbiJ7l4lZTOTGT47KN-AxZ526iL3vQf_RKyP0V-ybpV8I3_2Uk9LdWsuNUUxemwz8l5KQXtRati8sJtfQYCj8xT5LCMLNbXSY/s400/Cromar+Extended+Family.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is a picture of their grandkids with sweaters that my mom knit.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwI1OZ72uTrXK31fJVJx0VZW-AIAGjq2afo8TjiyfWFx5NAPeWpDhf52X9A_5ZvyOfDXMJWad70YHcjkdZ4GXJ0H8yzdlmTmhy1Me3KOY7FZQHVmMP6SAdqFe0PIe1J2rH98FDwrXBpVk/s1600-h/Cromar+Cousins.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244847488223205522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwI1OZ72uTrXK31fJVJx0VZW-AIAGjq2afo8TjiyfWFx5NAPeWpDhf52X9A_5ZvyOfDXMJWad70YHcjkdZ4GXJ0H8yzdlmTmhy1Me3KOY7FZQHVmMP6SAdqFe0PIe1J2rH98FDwrXBpVk/s400/Cromar+Cousins.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad!!!</span><br /><br /><div></div><br /></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-24538368407619451902008-09-10T11:13:00.002-06:002008-09-10T11:15:44.250-06:00If you build it...<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I will go!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/">Guess what's coming to Colorado!</a></span></span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-25557022861091380932008-08-30T21:35:00.002-06:002008-08-30T21:38:59.986-06:00All together now!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Tonight we had Chinese take-out for dinner and this was Wesley's fortune:</span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJagF28fTdxNR54_ahisAubDQCNI6a_AqXslSRr14pbaqO8AIMX8vPlvi0aL6JNUD9MOOmSF1TYwR1ZGuEa-0079fLFTAZYnrs-9tFcY7peoaOa92NXcKSSRfXs88gFukDbe08RhGnFs/s1600-h/Fortune.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240520660352471282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJagF28fTdxNR54_ahisAubDQCNI6a_AqXslSRr14pbaqO8AIMX8vPlvi0aL6JNUD9MOOmSF1TYwR1ZGuEa-0079fLFTAZYnrs-9tFcY7peoaOa92NXcKSSRfXs88gFukDbe08RhGnFs/s320/Fortune.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Once he finished reading, Jim and I both said, "BEDTIME!!!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">(Unfortunately, we're still trying to get them all in bed - an all too often occurance...)</span><br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-20229610697370329912008-08-26T22:46:00.006-06:002008-08-26T23:27:54.734-06:005 years ago today...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbc7GWSgEpfnSjfs6rKrHv7bnLNZZ3QQLQrGqOtc9cdDBw8yWOw-GXHuu0zjRL2B05x0jtE6MaQFmCc3Zn_gizIqXBeGWjRDy0eCjftRvFkWvK-Pl0w9E7EoUZbfuEWsTnZbdCbAtRc1s/s1600-h/01.jpg"><span style="font-size:0;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239054869714816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbc7GWSgEpfnSjfs6rKrHv7bnLNZZ3QQLQrGqOtc9cdDBw8yWOw-GXHuu0zjRL2B05x0jtE6MaQFmCc3Zn_gizIqXBeGWjRDy0eCjftRvFkWvK-Pl0w9E7EoUZbfuEWsTnZbdCbAtRc1s/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Verdana;">...this is what I looked like at about 6:30 in the morning.</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHRPJVdXznzdAGYZrOCu0np0GY6ssPsrxt2VZ9yeWtXqmTDLBvIx5ALW4F2AsxK5aCD0p1yhldHIL5aOZHakKv3ZgMVF5FULfr8LH-nR3Fpd8-WfacDA-wYdGA2YEPPU6DCpHK5Q29Bg/s1600-h/02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239054873496031666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHRPJVdXznzdAGYZrOCu0np0GY6ssPsrxt2VZ9yeWtXqmTDLBvIx5ALW4F2AsxK5aCD0p1yhldHIL5aOZHakKv3ZgMVF5FULfr8LH-nR3Fpd8-WfacDA-wYdGA2YEPPU6DCpHK5Q29Bg/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">And this is what I looked like that night.</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Gotta love those hospital pictures!) </span></p><p align="center">Here's a slide show of the twins through the years. It's kind of long, but it's double the fun... </p><embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-47.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2089670227118580551&site=widget-47.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227118580551&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p1/2089670227118580551/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227118580551&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p2/2089670227118580551/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227118580551&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p4/2089670227118580551/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /></span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-19786855748013873072008-08-19T15:22:00.002-06:002008-08-19T15:26:01.740-06:00Seriously?!?!?<span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;">Dead man stands throughout 3-day wake</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Okay, that's the headline, now go see the <a href="http://http//www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26290833/?gt1=43001">article</a>.</span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-8467358100537588522008-08-18T22:36:00.003-06:002008-08-18T22:46:10.039-06:00An exciting day!!!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_ee1o9nyrHkGuofv7NUnpF6dnrlAorhoQiAJk_f_FqkK_MBkqFQP26LJ6g3jyxprSYdFkX7nXwr3OZ0V8eTZP6oP6WArr6Ceon0p1QxqgoHPSgq8m__BzCrZNrNigMI1Id4Arwxn7Uw/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236083598235321938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_ee1o9nyrHkGuofv7NUnpF6dnrlAorhoQiAJk_f_FqkK_MBkqFQP26LJ6g3jyxprSYdFkX7nXwr3OZ0V8eTZP6oP6WArr6Ceon0p1QxqgoHPSgq8m__BzCrZNrNigMI1Id4Arwxn7Uw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Today was the first day of school. That means the VERY first day of school for the twins. Yeah!!! (For them and for me...)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">They had a good time and they were glad to know that I did okay at home by myself.</span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-45491524957708815392008-08-18T22:30:00.000-06:002008-08-18T22:45:03.802-06:00Update...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bxBgs_1LccwI-wzhfiGy1uFGW98vi91UNlYR6f7kZVWf6SumTUvk98wgqg363qK7Q6n86k_MB-BceUQKkHr7aHOKsKNY8JCs6wARMzPr8A0AQa_Aekfx2IWuRADq2nzoQS0XZp6t_mc/s1600-h/88888.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236084955723645890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bxBgs_1LccwI-wzhfiGy1uFGW98vi91UNlYR6f7kZVWf6SumTUvk98wgqg363qK7Q6n86k_MB-BceUQKkHr7aHOKsKNY8JCs6wARMzPr8A0AQa_Aekfx2IWuRADq2nzoQS0XZp6t_mc/s320/88888.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Here's the</span> missing odometer photo...</div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-33256225230178604432008-08-08T22:14:00.002-06:002008-08-08T22:26:13.144-06:0008-08-08<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Today's date is the kind of thing I notice and like.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Whenever I see 8:16 on a digital clock, I say, "It's my birthday." It took a while for Jim to figure it out and he sometimes even points it out now. We either aren't usually together or sleeping so we don't do the same with his (January 10th, 1:10). James does it, too and whenever he does, I say, "You definitely are my child!"</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">My favorite time this happened was when Wesley</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">turned 5 on 5-5-05.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /> </div><div align="center"> <span style="font-family:Verdana;">Our van was recently at 88,888 miles. </span><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I took a picture with my cell phone, but due to computer changes and moves, I can't easily download and include the picture. This concludes my picture-less confession...</span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-72997531411852629552008-07-30T13:51:00.004-06:002008-07-30T13:56:19.817-06:00More evidence of my nerdiness...<p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I bought this</span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEH5jqYJgzXoeyfB7EPD94CjKnCc6rfMmlTcJ6FC7xaBWVTBDvrJQiDdZPNNqCfKSDxF7WJxDwvyINMoTGA9ZGff9HhYKdyfFe4cRF90p8SMsdx4s9urz_Jhhqafjqt5AObAwhrlq9kc4/s1600-h/CD+cover.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228897606536032706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEH5jqYJgzXoeyfB7EPD94CjKnCc6rfMmlTcJ6FC7xaBWVTBDvrJQiDdZPNNqCfKSDxF7WJxDwvyINMoTGA9ZGff9HhYKdyfFe4cRF90p8SMsdx4s9urz_Jhhqafjqt5AObAwhrlq9kc4/s320/CD+cover.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPMCDkdo1lVS4D5FArnee5yOi2RWsucfze_qKnYgXlgRhCHNdF-Vv1j1KlMCVUm1JRSTjbz5juEWtJ1jF-nsE1LDaOz4RqMuH69igpRmufWQOjfRHKKPnOllYcreYDIZ9PfXThUtus08/s1600-h/CD+back.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228897615946805874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPMCDkdo1lVS4D5FArnee5yOi2RWsucfze_qKnYgXlgRhCHNdF-Vv1j1KlMCVUm1JRSTjbz5juEWtJ1jF-nsE1LDaOz4RqMuH69igpRmufWQOjfRHKKPnOllYcreYDIZ9PfXThUtus08/s320/CD+back.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I just got a little sentimental for the "old days."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">At least I got it on clearance - 75% off ($2.24)!!!</span></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-58750929603290982622008-07-27T16:16:00.002-06:002008-07-27T16:40:34.871-06:00Do you have a router?<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Jim has been finishing our basement and needed one of these</span><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylhz5tkrGb2Zt43htjr150klRma2SsOTUuMOYphqrIq4k3ExGphKxHyWPUrBLTknMFNnu1_V4W5nvl1QqA2g3k-_WRHUgnd-s3_mKMUPHnQsrSj7fiaHznOEtVh6kH-8i82wSbNTPVy8/s1600-h/router2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227822587418619042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylhz5tkrGb2Zt43htjr150klRma2SsOTUuMOYphqrIq4k3ExGphKxHyWPUrBLTknMFNnu1_V4W5nvl1QqA2g3k-_WRHUgnd-s3_mKMUPHnQsrSj7fiaHznOEtVh6kH-8i82wSbNTPVy8/s320/router2.jpg" width="240" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">to make a cabinet around the sump pump. He tried a few people to see if they had one and most weren't home. He got in touch with one friend who said that he had one. Jim asked if it was portable and the friend said that they were probably coming over by our house and he could bring it over.</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">When Jim answered the door, he saw this:</span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoLWDhx8CYatGlS8lAlzJXTbqQn-vUJWNUZvYAJnXYn4lTXsmlahmjXhXfs81Z0tTPJ446V6-GrRihrj7i__doTjX26WOHdl0k-Ug-i4S7MOQjk0esuZOuaH4rt4eVRy7x8JvzOx_SPzo/s1600-h/router.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227822581372592514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoLWDhx8CYatGlS8lAlzJXTbqQn-vUJWNUZvYAJnXYn4lTXsmlahmjXhXfs81Z0tTPJ446V6-GrRihrj7i__doTjX26WOHdl0k-Ug-i4S7MOQjk0esuZOuaH4rt4eVRy7x8JvzOx_SPzo/s320/router.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The next day at church, one of the people that hadn't been home asked if he had called. Jim told him that he had been looking for a router and they said that they didn't have one, but they had one of these...</span></div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl5qEbgaiPCpzwyLB_jtZt6f-msKmNYoIKF030bRibePb6Ht0wYnu2LjeNX2zWv3GQyWXnSVBgWtuLsMbQ07D0qyN7rEMskEN1Wzvppbj0qLpoRahCK4vhcv5BOoCfQYDERH9vICyivo/s1600-h/modem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227822585133273106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl5qEbgaiPCpzwyLB_jtZt6f-msKmNYoIKF030bRibePb6Ht0wYnu2LjeNX2zWv3GQyWXnSVBgWtuLsMbQ07D0qyN7rEMskEN1Wzvppbj0qLpoRahCK4vhcv5BOoCfQYDERH9vICyivo/s320/modem.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">( a modem)<br /></span></div><div align="center"> </div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-22580754664685645572008-07-25T22:35:00.001-06:002008-07-25T22:40:19.722-06:00They're so cute when they're sleeping...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKz0jeeMS2M-Kea79BPFcJpNl2JjkkCgX3xZSZ9AvtA-Yab_rHsfAXfEEk1NyqEIYyIsm9bbFFSgsJHyGgDiPaVjp6lIUtdqUGlmWMocugEJ3X2GN6sNQWcqiX2z8jvmB48qXEP5c4GmI/s1600-h/Megan+Smith,+my+baby+sleeping+with+her+baby.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177514807849362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKz0jeeMS2M-Kea79BPFcJpNl2JjkkCgX3xZSZ9AvtA-Yab_rHsfAXfEEk1NyqEIYyIsm9bbFFSgsJHyGgDiPaVjp6lIUtdqUGlmWMocugEJ3X2GN6sNQWcqiX2z8jvmB48qXEP5c4GmI/s400/Megan+Smith,+my+baby+sleeping+with+her+baby.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">My baby sleeping with her baby</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqYFonJXOrx446EeJvRxQJOvhO7kLQwNLisDOiHVqnd1czb881oipsbbgRIMKdgt7TEC5sM2AVoLMfPkbM5hHqOGgLIbyr7kiAkFlSiKeALC4DD5Ru9O2km7PmGAD1mmmT8cGj3deIB7U/s1600-h/Sleeping+together.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177520373098802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqYFonJXOrx446EeJvRxQJOvhO7kLQwNLisDOiHVqnd1czb881oipsbbgRIMKdgt7TEC5sM2AVoLMfPkbM5hHqOGgLIbyr7kiAkFlSiKeALC4DD5Ru9O2km7PmGAD1mmmT8cGj3deIB7U/s400/Sleeping+together.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">They were both sleeping on Matthew's bed - the top bunk</span></p>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-73698561477011006892008-07-25T17:37:00.005-06:002008-07-25T22:31:22.477-06:00Our (short but long) tripWe planned a trip to Mount Rushmore to see it while we're living "closer" to it and to also see our friends before they moved from there. After planning that, my extended family planned a party for my Grandma since she is turning 100 in December. That meant driving to South Dakota, spening a couple of days there (camping), driving all day to Utah and then back home.<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">It was fun to spend time at the lake with our friends, even though it was cloudy and sometimes rainy. It wasn't too cold, unless you were on the boat after getting wet... I really wish that we could live by the these friends sometime in our life!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Mount Rushmore was pretty neat, but definitely a little "random" as I've heard it described. We were there all day just to see the fireworks that night. At least it wasn't too hot!!! The fireworks show was a half hour long and we were in a good spot to watch, so that was good.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">The party for my Grandma was a nice event. It was fun to see extended family that I don't see very often. The food was fabulous, especially the wonderful pasta/crab/ham salad!!!!!!!! Here is a picture of some dresses that my Grandma saved that were modeled during the program for the party. I was impressed that they could be worn now and be in style. (The middle one is actually a robe.)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227112248871121986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2lNpaRpmAsNMI4rIp6H6EHwO6lAsqZWu2C8CnPol5_B8d1Bf2-3M1NBV3co-RW88mlvAE4dYxgVJElAei1Oc5UKQf0TcPgr9_MuGxY1Oe25AFKAKLYk1A3C3QhQSGeMOa6ZNbVqJFI4s/s400/Grandma's+dresses.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">After the party, we were able to see Jim's brother and his family since they had come to Utah for Sarah's brother's wedding (all of her siblings that are married have married someone with the same name of another sibling). It was fun to see them again. We also saw my Grandma that lives in Utah, but I don't have a picture of that. We saw my friend and her family on Sunday morning and then made the long drive home. Tuesday to Sunday - not very long, but it was a fun time!<br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=2089670227117943031&site=widget-f7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227117943031&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p1/2089670227117943031/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227117943031&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p2/2089670227117943031/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2089670227117943031&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-f7.slide.com/p4/2089670227117943031/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8348435340651811516.post-90048140225681934252008-07-25T17:36:00.000-06:002008-07-25T17:37:37.615-06:00My 3 (bald) sons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09YFm1k4CUjbRBK5sOj3Qwh2zVmIMLbNj7r9Izp-A8FiW32GHQyf_a6mVUaPw2C_vECD5ioFCCtZdeQKxp13QwdC0R90nV89HTOA9WkaCUHmMbkIVkZvPb8bWtFhq1VB_qfBi5I_q7Ms/s1600-h/3+baldies.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213072412789466834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09YFm1k4CUjbRBK5sOj3Qwh2zVmIMLbNj7r9Izp-A8FiW32GHQyf_a6mVUaPw2C_vECD5ioFCCtZdeQKxp13QwdC0R90nV89HTOA9WkaCUHmMbkIVkZvPb8bWtFhq1VB_qfBi5I_q7Ms/s400/3+baldies.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>jksfamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11486949472491256480noreply@blogger.com0